Thursday, September 26, 2013

Difficult Conversations

I am sitting here
Contemplating the life
That we have woven
Intricately placing thread
Upon thread
Stretching strings
While others remain slack
White and burgundy
A composition
With a melody
Left incomplete
As summer recedes
And leaves turn
Falling leaf upon leaf
The crisp northern wind
Takes firm hold
Leaving hopes
Frozen in place
Like the arctic tundra
Ready for the thaw